A wisp of memory

Dear Sir,

You're one of the best teacher I have ever had. You taught me maths in ways I have never imagined. People said that you teach fast. I'd say you teach just at the right pace. You've made me love maths. Your smartness never cease to astound me. Everyday, you would just bring a mug of water to class and just teach through memory. That, is what real teaching is about I guess.

I still remember you set all those hard questions. We would all complain. Remembering those times, I think it was actually quite fun. We held pride when we even got 1 or 2 marks over 40. It was still something good that we achieved.

I remember many things happened in form . I still remember the time you smiled when you heard the discipline teacher talk about 'aluba' through the school intercom. I could still remember the time when your sickness hit you and you fell in the classroom. Boy, were we all so worried about you. I could still remember us all making paper cranes to pray for your fast recovery. Lo and behold, you came back within 1 week to teach us again. Your dedication knows no boundaries at all. I was very amazed. I believed nothing could hold you back.

After I left high school, I only saw you once. And I remember you asking me what I was studying and other stuff. I think that was the only time I saw you after I left high school. Then, you left Chong Hwa to go Taylors to teach.

I never knew that this day would come so early to tell you to rest in peace, sir. I'm sincerely devastated by this news. Until we meet again, dear sir.

Your student of two years,

Raymond (and your namesake)